Chapter 004

The subsequent combat techniques taught by Instructor Li are his exclusive domain; no one dares to contest him, nor can anyone match him—he is currently the only living champion to have walked off the ring. Regardless of any element of luck involved, he is a miracle. His legs are referred to as the "Battle Axe" in the ring. He has fought a total of 179 top-tier matches, achieving 198 knockouts, with only the opponent in his final match surviving, and each match lasting no more than ten minutes. Underground boxing is this brutal; the emergence of each new champion often signifies the demise of the old one. Instructor Li's survival after stepping down from the ring is attributed to the fact that he knew his last opponent had not died. He felt that his "Battle Axe" was no longer as sharp as it once was, prompting him to retire gracefully and announce his withdrawal from the boxing scene. However, although his last opponent survived, the left leg that was struck by the "Battle Axe" suffered complete muscle atrophy, leaving him reliant on a prosthetic leg for mobility. Of course, at that time, I was unaware of all this; these details were later relayed to me by my roommates.

Every noon and evening when I return to the dormitory, I recount my stories. I share amusing tales from my childhood, recount the embarrassing moments from my first raid, and speak of Uncle Brandon's meticulous care for me. Each day, I can only speak for a short while because I am also very tired, and I often fall asleep mid-sentence. That day, I first mentioned Uncle Brandon, saying that he saved my life during my first raid. After finishing, I suddenly expressed with some emotion: "I came to be a boxer to earn money in the future to buy Uncle a villa on the Moonlit Star. He is getting old and won't be able to be a pirate for many more years. I just want him to enjoy his old age—he is my only family in this world..." I fell silent for a moment, and the room was quiet. I kicked the bed board of the upper bunk, and they did not make any snoring sounds, indicating they were still awake. I kicked his bed board and asked him, "Hey, buddy, why did you come here to be a boxer?" I asked casually, thinking they would ignore me as they had before. After asking, I rested my head on my arm, gazing at the ceiling, thinking about Uncle. It had been over a month, and I still did not know how he was doing on the ship. A low and slow voice came from the upper bunk: "I don’t even know why I came here. Our ship had no one willing to come here, but that day when I got off the ship and returned home, my parents told me that my four quadruplet siblings would be going to school on the Renabo planet next year. However, my parents have no jobs, and I am just a small pirate, so I don’t have that much money..."

The days ahead were spent in this manner, with the intensity of training increasing daily. At first, I often missed breakfast, and sometimes even lunch. It wasn't until a month later that I finally caught up with everyone else's progress, and life became somewhat better. Instructor Li did not target anyone specifically; any trainee who violated the rules or failed to meet the requirements would, without exception, face his harsh punishment. After witnessing the teaching demonstration that morning, no one dared to challenge his authority. He clearly relished the thrill of inflicting corporal punishment on others; each time he struck a trainee, I could see excitement and a bloodthirsty glint in his eyes. I imagined that at that moment, he must have felt as if he had returned to the boxing ring, using his indomitable 'battle axe' to finish off one opponent after another.

I did not have breakfast because I had not completed the quota task, so I did not take a picture of my breakfast. I lay on the bed for ten minutes, changed out of the outfit that had become a butterfly costume, and put on a complete set of clothes while enduring severe pain, then immediately returned to the training ground

The planet Ruinabo is the most renowned academic planet in the entire universe, housing the most prestigious schools. The current educational system is based on recommendations; those who can study on Ruinabo must have diligent younger siblings. "... I, as their brother, cannot even afford their tickets. I returned to the ship, and the next stop brought me here. The captain promised that even if I were to die, he would take care of my family and ensure that my four children complete their university education." His voice abruptly ceased, and I felt a deep sorrow; it seems that everyone who comes here carries a story of sadness. After a long while, I asked, "What is your name?" "Kale."

Instructor Li always has a certain tool for punishing students in his hand. Just now it was a whip, and now it is a state-of-the-art electric baton. He grips the baton with both hands behind his back and loudly declares: "I will not teach you various flashy aerial kicking techniques—those are useless; nor will I teach you any throwing or boxing techniques—those are not lethal! I will only teach you two types of kicks—sweeping kicks and side kicks. Of course, as a top-level fighter, your skills must be comprehensive, but that is the concern of other instructors. What I will teach you is the lethal weapon of heavy strikes—your legs!" Without any preparatory movement, he delivers a side kick with a loud "bang," and a thirty-inch iron post standing beside him breaks in response. Instantly, the entire training ground erupts in astonishment; we are all dumbfounded, including myself, who just a moment ago harbored deep resentment towards him, all profoundly shocked by this terrifying kicking technique! With another side kick, a loud "bang" resounds, and the remaining half of the iron post is reduced even further! Instructor Li looks at the students with their mouths agape, expressionless, and delivers a sweeping kick, "bang!" The iron post, which was already reduced to half, is now even shorter!